The ABCs of Erotica

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This book contains the first three stories in The ABCs of Erotica. It is an eclectic mix. A is for Anal is a short teaser story (that contains the same characters from R is for Revenge). B is for Beach is a more romantic interlude. C is for Cock Ring is a femdom BDSM story.

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When I think of summer, I think of the beach. Is there anything better than sitting under an umbrella, an icy drink in hand with the sound of the waves crashing on the shore? How would you like all that relaxation plus a wonderfully entertaining book?

Just as movie attendance goes up in the summer, I can’t help but think that there might be an uptick in book sales too. If I’m going to be on a plane or sitting around a terminal, I want lots of reading material. While I enjoy the beach, there is only so much sunbathing and meditation I can take. If I’m on vacation, I want to see the sites, but I need some time to relax and unwind as well. There is nothing better to fulfill all these tasks than a good read.

“Yes.” She unbuttoned her shirt, slowly one button at a time, and let the garment drop to the floor. As she headed down the hallway, she dropped the rest of her clothing, leaving a trail for them to follow.

Both men got into the spirit of the moment and quickly followed Mia’s example. Rogan and Jeff entered the bathroom where Mia had already turned on the taps. Hot steam billowed out of the shower. Mia peered around the edge of the glass, the tips of her hair curling from the moisture. She flashed an inviting smile and disappeared back inside.

Rogan quickly stripped off his remaining clothes, leaving them in a heap on the bathroom floor. He stepped into the tiled shower and disappeared into the steamy mist, leaving Jeff to contemplate his options.

Jeff didn’t consider backing out for a moment, not now that he come this far. He wanted to see Mia. He wanted to touch her, stroke her. He tore off his clothes, anxious to get his hands on her body.

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